At times.
This fire in front of me burns red,
And all I think of is your rage.
Your love can burn, too,
For the same reasons.
You stepped in for me,
And through the ungrateful slime that sits here
You see me
The perfect me.
And because you are furious
You love.
God.
I have no words,
But I try.
It will never,
Ever,
Be enough.
Thank you.
I am sitting,
Wanting you,
Knowing your grace,
And sitting...
Just sitting,
Because that's all I can think to do
To express my heart for you.
